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shed the skin
re-sell the sold soul
for its renewal

new fresh
to exist and therefore
to consume
grow, spread
never tire of reproducing
for fear of imminent
pervasive dangers
lurking in every corner
under above
from beyond from behind

live and let live
unlike humans
subsist in automated defenses
and involuntary impulses
or perish
which you will

keep renewing
sadly, but
not for long

ramesh gandhi